I got up out of bed, changed into my shorts and headed downstairs; the smell of food met me halfway. Tami was in the kitchen, she looked up when I walked in and said, "Breakfast out at the pool if you want to join me."
"Absolutely, I just need to take a quick shower first."
She smiled and answered, "Okay," then headed outside.
I ran upstairs and jumped in the shower. As I was cleaning myself my thoughts drifted to what Paul and I had done last night. I was really getting worked up. My cock was so hard I had to jack off right now.
I finished my shower and went downstairs to see if Tami was really laying out. Sure enough, there she was. I went outside and Tami looked at me, smiled and asked, "Did you have a good night?"
Boy, how do I answer that one.
I smiled at her and answered, "I did."
Tami pointed to the food she had set out. I wasn't interested in food, but she went to all the trouble for me so I just couldn't refuse. I went to lay down when Tami asked me if I would rub oil on her.
"Sure," I said and walked over to her and took the oil. I asked, "Where is Paul?"
Tami explained he was working out of town until tomorrow evening sometime. As I prepared to rub oil on her, she stood up and removed her top, and said it would be much easier to rub it all over her entire back this way.
As I rubbed the oil into her back she reminded me not to forget her legs. I rubbed oil on her, staring at her body with the memory of what I had seen on the tape. I moved down her legs and was getting excited from the feel of her skin. I ran my hands over her now naked ass; Tami opened her legs slowly as if to invite me to her inner thighs. My cock was fully erect and if she turned around she would see the effects she was having on me. I finished rubbing her with oil and retreated to my chair.
Lying there I watched her as I fantasized about having her do to me what she had done to Paul in the video. Without thinking, I put my hand under my shorts and began to play with myself. My eyes closed, I didn't know for how long, when Tami snapped me out of it yelling, "Hey!! what are you doing over there?"
I quickly pulled my hand away and told her I had an itch.
She just looked at me and then at the bulge in my shorts, smiled and said, "That must be some kind itch." Without covering up she stood. "I want you to tell me what you were really doing." She sounded angry. I began to explain myself; as I told her what I was thinking I told her I had seen the video she and Paul had made. Tami started to get embarrassed. "Please tell me in detail exactly what you want."
"After seeing you get fucked like that I wanted the same done to me," I said.
"You are crazy," she said.